Of the 10 phone calls to the supplier contact information recorded in Cao Feng's confidential documents, at least 8 went unanswered.
It's either a busy signal or no one answers.
They couldn't even get through to the oil company by phone.
There is clearly a major problem with the supply of goods in the market.
Fortunately, the factory manager provided Hua Mi with an oil supply channel.
Hua Mi directly called the water plant manager's relative at the gas station and ordered 100 tanker trucks of 92-octane gasoline, 100 tanker trucks of 95-octane gasoline, 100 tanker trucks of 98-octane gasoline, and 1,000 tanker trucks of No. 0 diesel from the rescue team.
Have them move the vehicle to an open area behind the ambulance center.
The other party was almost scared to death by Hua Mi's move.
"Do we really need this much oil?"
He asked cautiously on the other end of the phone.
But he had no doubt about Hua Mi's original intention in ordering the oil, after all, Hua Mi was genuinely helping the rescue team order gasoline and diesel.
What she got from Cao Feng was a secret from the rescue team's logistics department.
Hua Mi smiled as she held the phone.
"What do you think? With the world in such chaos, it shouldn't be a problem for the rescue team to stock up on more oil, right?"
"Of course, no problem. It's just that I can't manage to deliver so much oil all at once, so I can't deliver it to your designated location in one day."
This was the first time he had felt his own limitations, that there was a day when he couldn't even mix oil properly.
Hua Mi was very understanding of the other person's difficulties.
"Take your time adjusting it, adjust it as much as you can."
Even at this point, which is completely different from the apocalypse in Hua Mi's memory, she has no idea what the future holds.
As for the supplies now, we'll just send as much as we can.
Of these various types of gasoline and diesel fuel, the diesel fuel for 1,000 tanker trucks was purchased for her own use, with her own money.
She only placed the order under the name of the rescue team. Regardless of how many can arrive in the end, it would be quite good if 500 tanker trucks could arrive at this point.
Moreover, the oil price is still at the pre-apocalyptic market price.
The factory manager's relatives gave Gong Yi a lot of face.
"Okay, we will definitely do our best to cooperate with the rescue team."
"Oh right, didn't you order 30 tanker truckloads of diesel from me earlier? I'll bring them over for you too."
The other party seemed very polite and did not seem to notice any difference between the diesel and gasoline that Hua Mi had ordered several times.
Hua Mi readily agreed, gave instructions to the awakened factory manager, and then left Cao Feng's cubicle, heading towards the open space behind the rescue center.
The site had been cleared out long ago and was specifically used to stockpile relief supplies; it was guarded by garrison personnel.
Hua Mi explained her purpose to the guards, but before she could produce Cao Feng's identification, she only said that she was there in Cao Feng's place, and the guards let her in.
Everyone stationed here knows the name Hua Mi; she is the only female friend that Boss Gong has ever designated.
Moreover, the rescue team is indeed short of supplies, and Hua Mi is not here for anything else; she is here to receive supplies.
Soon, the factory manager's relative brought over barrels of oil. He certainly couldn't deliver them all at once, but fortunately, this relative had a very good supply of oil, and soon he brought Hua Mi a truckload of oil.
A short while later, another truckload of oil arrived.
Although he couldn't deliver all the oil Hua Mi ordered at once, fortunately, the oil tankers kept arriving one after another.
All the guards who could help unload the oil tankers went to help. Taking advantage of this time, Hua Mi found a blind spot where no one could possibly see her and there was absolutely no possibility of surveillance cameras, and collected the diesel drums she had ordered.
[Received: 1000 diesel fuel]
The diesel fuel in 1,000 tanker trucks hasn't been delivered yet; this is just the beginning. Each tanker truck can hold many barrels of diesel fuel.
However, Hua Mi was not in a hurry. Anyway, the oil drums were delivered here, and there was a place with guards to help watch over them. She could just come and collect her diesel every now and then.
Just after the diesel fuel was collected, a rescue team came to collect supplies. They wanted 2,000 self-priming filter respirators, 2,000 bottles of ethanol, and 2,000 bottles of mineral water.
The garrison commander in charge of guarding the supplies looked troubled.
"We've run out of ventilators and ethanol. Yesterday, people from the emergency room came and borrowed 3,000 ventilators and 3,000 bottles of ethanol. They urgently need these too."
The lifeguard who came to collect supplies was furious.
"What's going on in the emergency room? Aren't there external supplies being provided? How come they can't even get a ventilator and ethanol?"
They had all heard about Cao Feng's situation. The emergency room was in complete disarray, and they couldn't even get painkillers. It was said that Cao Feng only felt better thanks to Sister Hua's help.
A lifeguard asked in a low voice:
"Has Cao Feng gone yet? Should we go and see him off?"
The atmosphere suddenly became very somber, and both the garrison and the lifeguards who came to collect supplies fell silent.
Hua Mi happened to be standing behind a pile of supplies. She quickly placed the self-priming respirator X, ethanol X, and mineral water (550ML) X from the Level 6 warehouse on the open ground in front of her.
He then transferred the money from the rescue team's account to his own.
Once the money entered her account, it was automatically counted as sales revenue in the [Apocalypse Supermarket - POS System].
She didn't raise the prices of the supplies she sold to the rescue team; she sold them at the same prices that the rescue team's logistics department had previously ordered from other suppliers.
She needs to keep these accounts straight. She doesn't want the 10 billion from the rescue team, but she also doesn't want to do good deeds by providing her supplies to the rescue team for free.
After all, she still has a factory to upgrade.
After the accounts were settled, Hua Mi raised her voice and said:
"I just asked the oil shop owner to help me purchase a batch of respirators, ethanol, and mineral water. You can come and get them."
The garrison and lifeguards immediately turned over the barrels of gasoline and saw Hua Mi standing next to a pile of mineral water.
One of the lifeguards breathed a sigh of relief and smiled:
"Our Sister Hua is the most reliable; she had foresight."
One by one, the lifeguards who came to move supplies stepped forward, and each of them gave Hua Mi a kind and warm smile as they passed by.
The guards stationed at the warehouse looked completely bewildered. When they were helping to unload the goods, they unloaded respirators, ethanol, and mineral water.
It's possible that the people from the oil refinery unloaded these supplies without them noticing...
No one thought about it too deeply, because these supplies were urgently needed, not only by the rescue team but also by the emergency room.
Since Hua Mi has already ordered it, just use it.
Watching the young men from the rescue team leave with the supplies, Hua Mi gave a brief instruction to the garrison commander, hurriedly returned to her RV, and quickly stuffed it full of bottled water.
Provided there is sufficient diesel fuel and the water source is not damaged, Huami's mineral water can be produced without limit.
So just keep selling.
She wasn't just going to sell to the rescue team; she was going to sell to all the survivors in the entire rescue center.
Even people in Xiangcheng who were not affected by the disaster can buy bottled water from her stall.
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